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07-04-2015, 08:36 PM
“My role?” Tiamat nods gently in encouragement, the gentle smile lingering along the curve of her lips. The shift in the painted stallion’s demeanor does not go unnoticed, but the blue mare doesn’t dwell on it. She had meant it as a harmless question, simply one of curiosity and friendship—the last thing she wants is for Ashamin to feel pressured to reveal…whatever it might be that is bothering him. So her white eyes shift from his face, as though to give him some sort of privacy in his thoughts, her spirits not dampened and as high as ever. When the horned stallion does respond, it is feebler than his usual conversation—hesitant, almost. The ocean mare turns her face again, her gaze resting on him softly, unobtrusive and friendly more than anything. She will accept whatever he has to offer. She can respect that everyone has their secrets—and in any case, she can’t possibly imagine that Ashamin would hide anything that is truly damaging. Whatever his reasoning, Tiamat has no doubt that it is with good intentions. “There’s no harm in that,” she assures him, a crooked smile spreading across her features. It isn’t long before Ashamin continues, ushering them forward and speaking of safety, shelter, and nightfall. The blue mare nods in agreement, trotting with high steps forward a few paces before she catches herself, flicking her long leonine tail out behind her and halting to wait for the stallion to catch up. She doesn’t mean to leave him behind, of course—but sometimes (more often than not) her bubbly excitement is just too much to contain in her dainty little body! Can you blame her for leaping, rushing, or dancing forward? “And then soon,” Tiamat says when her friend is at her side again, “we will be home again!” The unicorn very nearly squeals in her enthusiasm, her body shuddering once from delight and her smile broadening happily. Striding forward at an extended walk, she closes her eyes, blissfully content, and lifts her face towards her mother sky. “Soon I will be there,” she breathes under her breath, the words sending a chill of anticipation through her bones. The day can’t come soon enough! notes;; I think we can end it here, unless you want to reply again:) tag;; @[Ashamin] “Speech.” |
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magic & force are permitted.
magic & force are permitted.
